Mother warned us never to touch those berries. She took us into the garden by the hand and pointed them out. "These are called deadly night shade" she said. "You must never play with them, or even touch them, they are poison, and anyone who eats them will die." They were beautiful, tiny red pear shaped, dark blood red, fruits, and star shaped, spikey, little white flowers with black centers, hanging on a dark green vine. Some of the berries were black.

We were very young then, and obedient.

I was older now. I had been to the eye doctor. I knew that the drops he put in my eyes were from the belladonna flower, and came from this plant. I was still alive.

I was watching my younger brother in the garden. He had fallen asleep. I looked at those berries with longing. They were so beautiful. Surely it wouldn't hurt just to touch one. My favorite pastime was baking little fruit cakes from wild berries and drying them in the sun. I liked to play that I was a native child and these were my food.

I decided to pick just one and mix together with the other wild berries. I wouldn't eat it of course, it was just for play. I looked over at Daas. He was laying in the grass, sound asleep. I reached for the berry, and plucked it.

Suddenly everything changed, I couldn't see anything, everything went black. Then I saw golden eyes, with light streaming through the pupils. I looked into them and saw a palace. The palace had marble walls, it was divided into chambers and halls, all overlaid with pure white marble.

It reminded me of my journey into the Castle Pearl, and a discovery that I had no Beloved. Perhaps I should look deeper into this castle.

It first appeared to be empty, then I noticed a vapor hanging in the air and followed it. I thought of the opulence of these rooms overlaid with marble, the owner must be very wealthy.

Suddenly I was blinded with light, bright golden intensely radiant light, splendor and glory. I was immediately drawn into this light and golden pieces of me began to break away and fly into it.

I tried to pull away and began to weep, it was overwhelming and overpowering. I could see just beyond the light, the outline of a gleaming golden throne. I had reached the throne room, and was in the presence of the ruler of my heart.

I heard the voice of my Beloved speak, gentle soothing words, begging me not to be afraid and to come near. I wanted to, but He was too brilliant. Then I felt his touch. Silken petals brushing my cheek, and the scent of peach blossoms filled the hall. The taste of honey dew filled my being and I lost consciousness.

I woke to a blur, and a maddening, deafening sound filled my ears. Waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru, like a thousand bees humming, and buzzing, waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru....

I looked for Daas, he was still lying in the grass. There were berries all around him. I ran to him, and tried to wake him, there were berry stains on his fingers and around his mouth. I shook him, and tried again, to wake him. "Daas ji Please wake up", I cried. I took his hand and put it to the tears on my face. "Please daas, I love you, please wake up, Mother will be calling us." I put my face to his begging, imploring him to awaken.

But he lay still, sleeping in the grass, unmoving.

My head began to spin, I lost my reasoning. When ever I closed my eyes the light of my Beloved was blinding me. I heard Him calling me. I forgot who "I" was. "I" forgot my name. "I" still can't remember.

I don't know who "I" am. "I" can't remember my name. "I" don't know it, and Daas won't wake up and tell me.